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Chapter 20 Here is Marco's Escape (seeking investment)
Peng Yingyu was shocked and stuttered: "You, are you crazy?"

"Let me tell you, there is Semu Huihui next to Master Hama who is very powerful. He knows ancient wrestling techniques and is capable of fighting cattle. There is also a Mongolian strongman who can carry big jade seas!"

Chen Sijiu asked doubtfully, "Aren't I good?"

Peng Yingyu scratched her head, thinking that it was true, this person is much more powerful than those perverted eyes.

Chen Sijiu took out some dry food, ate it with Peng Yingyu, and meditated to adjust the breath. Martial arts trained the muscles, bones, skin, and breath. Well, one breath from Dantian is very important. He used more than twenty breaths to adjust his breath to the best state.

"I'll go and have a look."

As he said that, he got up and went to Ha Ma's tent.

This place is more like a tent than a large sheep pen. The carriages of cattle, horses and mules form a circle around the outside. The hundreds of slaves captured by the caravan are all huddled in the place where the cattle and sheep live, because There is hay for cattle, sheep and horses, which can be covered as bedding. There is also bean material in horse grass, and there is also alfalfa grass, which is barely full.

They didn't run away either, because the grassland at night was very dangerous, cold, and wild wolves could kill them, so they could still hope to survive if they stayed in this tent.

And it fell into the hands of other Mongols, perhaps not so much here.

Chen Sijiu looked at the slaves of the Han people, curled up like cattle and sheep, wrapped in hay, all of them were unkempt, and some of them froze to death because of the cold, and their corpses fell to death in front of the dog pen, being raised by the Mongols The mastiff bit it, and the intestines spilled all over the floor. Some parts of the corpse had obvious tearing marks, and it was obviously not bitten by the mastiff.

It was so cold that the breath could condense into fog when exhaled.

Those Han people kept their mouths shut and didn't fall asleep. When Chen Sijiu came, they all raised their heads and looked at him dully.

"Hey……"

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."

Chen Sijiu looked at the corpses and recited the Daoist name. His heart was desolate beyond words. He could still be freed after death, but it was even worse for the surviving slaves. Being slaves to the Mongols, especially on the grasslands, is indeed Life is better than death.

Seeing his expression of reluctance, a slightly fat woman rushed over on her knees, with knotted hair and a dark face, she stretched out her hand and begged, "Master Taoist, can you give me some food?"

Chen Sijiu was not a holy mother. Seeing that the surrounding Han slaves tended to surround her, she yelled angrily in a low voice, "Get out!"

He bit his cheek masseter muscle, looking angry.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that he saved one, and there are hundreds more. With so many Han slaves in this circle, is he finished helping?

Not to mention that he only had a little dry food on him, and this place was very close to the big tent of the Mongols. If he took out dry food, it would definitely cause riots and looting, and he would be exposed.

Dayuan has been rotten to the root, and the only thing that can help tens of thousands of Han people is to rebuild Ji Gang and restore order. The serfdom system in Dayuan still inherits the one that the Mongols believed in on the grasslands, and it is getting worse. The trend is completely different from the Jin and Song dynasties, and even far inferior to the Liao Kingdom. Although the Khitan of the Liao Kingdom came from barbarians, it is impossible for slaves and maidservants to be like pigs and dogs, who can be killed and discarded at any time. Live with dignity.

"Why are the Han Chinese guilty?"

"Hu Wudao, Han will be prosperous. Seeing all kinds of chaos today, even if there are no natural saints, the Yuan Dynasty will not last forever. Throughout the dynasties and dynasties, I have never heard of people who are like cattle and horses, and dignitaries who are as high as bodhisattvas."

Chen Sijiu's eyes flickered, and he sighed inwardly.

The Mongolian slavery system is similar to the Tibetan Buddhist head system of the Tibetans.

At that time, there were more than 1000 million people in the Kingdom of Jin. After the Mongols conquered the Kingdom of Jin, the population dropped sharply to more than [-] million. Sichuan, which had a population of more than [-] million in the Southern Song Dynasty, was slaughtered by the Mongols until only one There are more than a million tigers, leopards and wolves everywhere, and their bones are exposed in the wild.

Because the population of the Han people has dropped sharply, there are no one to cultivate the farmland and corvee, and Kublai Khan was enthroned with the support of Liu Bingzhong and other Han military lords, so he began to gradually relax the restrictions on the Han people. There are only five types of punishment, which are divided into flogging , sticks, disciples, flow, and death, because the Mongols needed a large number of slaves and Han Chinese in corvée, and the death penalty was very small, and many messy punishments such as tattooing in the Song and Jin dynasties were abolished, but the living Han people are better than dead.

Take a deep breath.

Chen Sijiu said silently: "The third master taught me a word, before you have absolute strength to change the world, you can only be a dog who dare not make a sound."

"Sorry……"

Turning around, Chen Sijiu went to Ha Ma's camp.

Seeing him leave, the fat woman fell to the ground in despair, and could only pick up the horse grass and chew it in her mouth. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and her despairing eyes lit up again...

Hama's tent is very large.

He and his younger brother Xuexue are both very favored. His mother was once the wet nurse of the Great Emperor, and the family has been doing business in Hezhong and other places for a long time. The massacre of the Chagatai Khanate caused the power to fall to the sidelines, that is, their lineage. From Samarkand to Yulong Chijie, from Dayuan to Quanzhou, Fujian, there are their caravans and caravans. No matter who the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty is, they all need to rely on their family wealth.

Although their reputation is not as famous as Zhenhai, the big Uighur businessman who supported Genghis Khan back then, their power is not low at all.

The camp tent was ten feet long and wide, decorated with gorgeous wreaths on the outside, hung various flags, and decorated with thick cowhide. The door was covered with luxurious silk brought from the south of the Yangtze River. Chen Sijiu sneaked over and saw several The burly and strong men were all holding drinks in their arms, sitting in front of the tent and sleeping soundly, snoring like thunder.

"No secret whistle?"

Chen Sijiu looked intently, and found two secret whistles not far away, but these two secret whistles were also yawning, sitting on the ground eyelid fight, and there were a few free-ranging mastiffs in the distance, stared at by him, all I dare not bark with my tail between my legs.

He waited quietly for a moment, then tiptoed into the tent.

Inside the tent, the lights are bright.

The tent is ten feet long and wide from the outside, and there is more heaven and earth inside. There are luxurious Shu embroidery and silk curtains at the door, and a whole wool-woven Samarkand carpet is laid on the ground. Desserts include pistachio (figs) from the Western Regions, preserved almonds, cheese, milk tofu, and Sanzi, Youxiang, Youxuan and other Mongolian favorite desserts, as well as Bijian cake, peach blossom cake, Wuren fruit, etc. Gangnam Dim Sum.

On the right is a row of wine sea, filled with various wines, wine from the river, wine from Shanxi, white wine from Sichuan, yellow rice wine from the south of the Yangtze River, kumiss and camel milk wine. Among them is a luxurious jade wine carved from a single piece of jade. The sea is carved out of Rus jade from the Golden Horde Khanate. It is pure white and mixed with green flowers, which is rare in the world.

There is also a sea of ​​wine, which is red and white coral, made of tortoiseshell shell.

Even though Chen Sijiu had seen the world, he was not only taken aback at this moment.

Wine pond meat forest, but that's all.

In the middle of the camp, there is a copper stove, burning firewood to cook food and drink. At this moment, there is only a leg of lamb that has been cut and only stubble is left, and the fat on it is low in the charcoal fire, sizzling.

There was a layer of curtain hanging in the middle of the big tent, and the sound of men and women playing happily could be faintly heard from behind. Chen Sijiu pulled out a dagger from his waist, walked slowly to the curtain, and watched through the curtain.

Inside the curtain, there are jade bodhisattvas lying on the ground. Nine goddesses presented by Han Shantong, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, are dressed in bi-pipes, dancing and dancing, and lingering around Ha Ma. However, he was in a trance and couldn't move his face in a daze. He just lay on the fur mattress and let several celestial maidens do things to him.

These nine celestial maidens are all pretty, beautiful and charming, either demon or fairy, and you will be addicted to them if you take a closer look at them. Chen Sijiu glanced at them and thought that the White Lotus Sect is really willing to spend such a large amount of money on bribes. hama.

Chen Sijiu narrowed his eyes, grasping the dagger and was about to throw it to kill Ha Ma, when suddenly his feet tightened, a woman stopped him and shouted, "No!"

Chen Sijiu was taken aback.

Looking down, a beautiful young woman wearing a gauze mantle, like a Dunhuang flying fairy, was lying on the ground, staring at him with pretty eyes begging for mercy. The long skirt vaguely reveals her round and white thighs. She has a plump body, and the nine goddesses who are lingering with Ha Ma in the field are all different.

It was Ning Xianger, Datong's aunt who was specially dedicated to Hama by Han Shantong yesterday, begging Hama to be given to the new emperor of Yuan Dynasty.

Chen Sijiu frowned, shook his right leg, shook Ningxiang Eryu's hand away, raised the dagger and was about to shoot it as a hidden weapon, when suddenly there was a loud sound of dogs outside, and the colored-eyed Mongolian shouted: "Abu! Abu (run quickly) !"

Ha Ma, who was immersed in the gentleness in the field, was also startled suddenly, and suddenly saw Chen Sijiu standing outside the curtain.

"There are assassins!"

Ning Xiang'er at the foot also yelled, and hugged his thigh, but Ha Ma couldn't react, she dodged and hid behind the girls, at this time, several burly Mongolian warriors rushed in from outside, with angry eyes. Looking straight at Chen Sijiu, Chen Sijiu cursed secretly, kicked Ning Xiang'er over, pulled out the Mo Dao from behind, slashed open the tent with a slam, and got out of the tent.

After getting out of the tent, Chen Sijiu ran away with a few steps, looked back, and found that it was the fat Han female slave who hadn't been given food before, and came with a few Mongolian warriors, he was speechless for a moment.

Looking left and right, looking for a horse.

Several burly men came out from a nearby tent and shouted to Chen Sijiu: "Strong man, are you looking for a horse?"

Chen Sijiu saw that the person who was in the lead was Han Shantong, the leader of Bailian. His subordinates Liu Futong and Mr. Guan were behind him, both of them were holding sharp knives, obviously wanting to do some hob noodle business.

"There are horses here, you can run away quickly!"

Han Shantong got out of shape and pulled out the horse from the tent behind him. At this time, there were Mongolian warriors chasing after him, but there were other Mongolian strongmen and Semu strongmen who stopped those Mongolian warriors. Chen Sijiu squinted his eyes and knew that it was Long Jiao was helping herself, but when she looked back at Han Shantong and the others, Ning Xiang'er, who had evil intentions and ruined her good deed just now, was a member of their White Lotus Sect.

He frowned and backed away slowly.

Taking a closer look, the little novice, Peng Yingyu, was riding a horse and leading a horse. Chen Sijiu grinned and glanced at Han Shantong and the others. Horse, turn on the horse and go away.

Behind.

Han Shantong frowned, his eyes flickered and said, "This man is truly a hero."

Liu Futong wondered: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

Regret flashed across Han Shantong's eyes, and he sighed: "Dangerous but not chaotic, surprised but not worried, he is a great talent, but unfortunately he cannot be used by my teacher."

ps: Book friends said that the word "stealing" is not good, but there are "Changyuan, Duoyuan, and Zhuyuan". Do you have any suggestions for good book titles?
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